Blood Holy Scripture: True Ancestor Charlotte de Castel
Chapter 360: -113- Count must be safe and sound

Chapter 360: -113- Count must be safe and sound

It had been some time since Charlotte arrived in Castel.

Including the months she slept, it had been half a year since she returned to her domain.

In that half a year, the number of her followers had also grown from around two hundred at the beginning to about seven hundred.

Frankly, the growth rate was slow.

Charlotte hadn’t yet clarified the use of Faith and followers, so she hadn’t made spreading Faith or developing followers a main part of her plans. Therefore, she hadn’t widely spread her Faith.

As for the increase in followers, they were mostly from the Blood Wolf Tribe who migrated from Bold to Castel under the leadership of the werewolf Luf, secretly developed.

Of course, though it was secretly developed, Charlotte occasionally used the power of the Blood Holy Scripture to perform acts befitting a God.

Except for the months she slept, each week she took time to focus on her followers, at times listening to their prayers, performing "Divine Grace Blessings" to display "Divine Miracles," granting Divine Grace...

It was a world of Transcendents, where Gods truly existed.

Without any miracles or benefits, it was difficult to convince anyone to embrace the religion.

However, since the main force developing the followers were the sub-humans from the Blood Wolf Tribe who migrated from Bold, most of the new followers Charlotte developed over the half year were still primarily the werewolf miners from the Castel silver mine.

It was fortunate that, as one of the main sources of revenue for the New Moon Royal Family, the Castel silver mine was protected by the Kingdom’s army.

After the rebels started their rebellion and moved south, they didn’t dare to approach the Castel silver mine and only dared to cut off the connection between North Port and the mine.

In this way, the mining area centered in Silver Mining City had become somewhat of a "utopia."

Thus, Charlotte’s several hundred followers were fortunate to not be embroiled in the flames of war.

Now that the connection between North Port and the mines was severed, Charlotte wanted to send someone to check on the Kingdom garrison at the Castel silver mine, and there was no one more suitable than her followers who were also at the Secret Silver Mine.

With this thought, Charlotte focused her consciousness on the several hundred orbs representing her followers, and following the memory of their aura, found the orb representing the werewolf Luf.

With a gentle touch, she extended her consciousness...

...

Northeast part of the Castel Domain, Silver Mining City.

As a famous Mithril mining area in West Yonette, at this moment, Silver Mining City was even noisier than usual.

In the city, ragged, emaciated beggars could almost be seen everywhere in the streets and alleys, while outside the city walls, various sized makeshift tents had been set up along the city.

These were refugees who had fled here from various parts of the north due to the spread of the war.

War was devastating to order.

The armies led by the Nobles and mercenaries didn’t adhere to what was called military discipline, and wherever they went could truly be described as a complete mess.

Even though what happened in Castel was merely a local rebellion, the spread of the conflict still triggered a wave of refugees.

As the Castel Mithril Mine was protected by the Kingdom’s army, it naturally became the best refuge for the refugees from the Castel war zone.

In a month since the outbreak of war, refugees from all directions had almost filled up the entire Silver Mining City.

Refugees also brought about pressure on public safety, and in order to maintain order, the Silver Mining City Hall eventually had to request help from the nearby Kingdom’s army, sending troops to maintain order.

Thus, a greater chaos was prevented from breaking out in Silver Mining City.

Outside Silver Mining City, in the Castel mining area.

Outside a rugged tent, emaciated refugees stood in a long line, eagerly watching the front of the queue at a table.

On the table, piles of black bread were stacked like a small mountain, and beside the black bread was a large clay pot filled with thin porridge.

Behind the desk, several tall werewolves and humans clad in Castel Mining Workshop supervisor uniforms were busy distributing food to the queue of refugees.

From a distance, one could hear the rough and loud voices of werewolves maintaining order on both sides of the refugee line:

"Don’t rush! Don’t panic! Everyone will get a share!"

"Each person can only receive one bowl of thin porridge or one piece of black bread; you can’t take more, nor can you steal!"

Thanks to the intimidating presence of the werewolf miners and the fully armed Castel Guards, order was maintained despite the large number of refugees in line.

Watching refugees one by one receive their food, tearfully expressing gratitude toward the Mining Workshop, and loudly praising the benevolent Lord of Castel, Hank de Lien Castel, the acting supervisor of the Mining Workshop, looked moved and addressed a tall werewolf miner beside him:

"Lord Luf, I really must thank you for your help. The guards from the mine have almost all been reassigned into the city; if not for you, things might have descended into chaos by now."

With a hearty laugh, Werewolf Luf replied:

"Mr. Hank, it’s our duty. Every refugee is a citizen of Castel. As followers of Count Castel, participating in relief efforts is our duty."

"That has always been the Count’s requirement. When I was still in Bold, I had already joined Count Castel in many relief activities in the slum areas."

Hank nodded slightly and sighed:

"Yes, the Count is merciful. When she first left the Mining Workshop, she hinted repeatedly at managing the living conditions of the poor and miners here in Silver Mining City."

"It’s true that refugees often gather here due to the proximity to the Northern Territory Duke and Eastern Yonette, but I’ve never seen so many before... I really hope this rebellion ends soon..."

Luf nodded, his expression resolute:

"It will definitely end. All who betray Count Castel will ultimately pay the price they deserve!"

Hank sighed:

"Ah, I hope Count Castel is safe. There have been numerous rumors up north lately, and the city is restless too; we still don’t know what the situation outside is like."

Luf offered assurance:

"Count Castel is surely safe. We just need to do what we can and make sure the Castel silver mine is secure. With the Kingdom Garrison here, the rebels wouldn’t dare to cause too much trouble."

Looking at the werewolf miner’s confident demeanor, Hank felt curious:

"Lord Luf, it sounds... as if you have news of Count Castel?"

Luf shook his head, his tone laden with deeper meaning:

"No news, but... Count Castel is not an ordinary person; she is a divine walking the earth, surely she is unharmed."

Hank pondered Luf’s words and nodded to himself:

"You’re right. Count Castel is a living Saintess. Even the rebel Legris Family wouldn’t dare to provoke the deity!"

Luf smiled faintly.

He did not clarify that his own references to divinity and Hank’s understanding of divinity were not about the same thing.

Though Hank was directly appointed by the True Ancestor, it was not yet time for him to know everything.

Such ambiguous misunderstandings might as well be left as they were.

Yet, even though he was confident in the great True Ancestor, he, the actual tribal priest, had not received any new oracles for three or four months.

Even if the True Ancestor had given an early prophecy, as time passed, Luf’s heart grew somewhat anxious.

"Your Majesty, the True Ancestor... Castel has already plunged into chaos. I continue to spread your Faith in the mine area according to your oracle, but... when will you awaken?"

Luf sighed inwardly.

However, it was at that moment that a very familiar sensation suddenly descended upon his heart.

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